A Weekend With The Alpha

“He said what?!” Diya exclaimed with a tone of disbelief.

“He offered to take over eighty per cent, Diya. That was his most generous offer to me for hiding his son from him for ove four years” I answered, watching her pace around my room as if it was her world that had just caught fire.

As soon as I left the restaurant, I called Diya because I felt trapped and couldn't go home. It was past ten at the night, but she answered the call and when I told her where I was, she came to get me.

I couldn't even call and tell Daniel a thing because I didn't know where I'd begin. Daniel usually had his handful of troubl to deal with troubles and I couldn't have it. I knew I'd have to soon, but for now, I needed Diya more.

She brought me home and tried to console me while I sobbed my eyes out. She kept consoling me despite not knowing what had happened and after I calmed down; she called Greg and told him she wouldn't come back home because she needed to be with me. Greg must have given in because she ended the call and didn't leave. She stayed with me, telling n it was going to be fine and I remember that was the last thing I heard before falling asleep.

I woke up with a still heavy heart and I busted out crying when the memories of last night rushed back into my head and realized it wasn't a dream. That woke Diya up from the couch where she lay and she raced over to me.

She hugged me, and I clung to her with the last of my strength. When I calm down, she pulled away and asked for an explanation. Then I told her Aaron had found out about Zion yesterday and already made plans to take him away from m explained the terms he had stated in the agreement that he wanted me to sign.

“But this isn't fair. Zion has been your responsibility and you've taken much care of him and loved him all these years. Yo have dedicated your time to him and he's just going to sweep in and take him from you?"

“He told me his terms were a generous proposal compared to what he would demand at court, but 1 was so furious I told him I was ready to see him in court, but I fear for the worse Diya. What if we end up in court and he wins custody?” I panicked, tears streaming down my face.

The odds are already against me as it was. The odds were against me the moment I decided I was going to keep the baby and not inform him about it.

Diya came and dropped to her knees before me. “Always expect the best outcome in all situations.”

I wish it was that easy. Aaron had the power, resources and ability to get himself the best lawyers for the case and they w win in the court of law without a sweat. I was doing well for myself in life, but it wasn't enough to go against Aaron Hart.

I read up about the man, and his public image was impenetrable. He had the best of everything and he had never lost ev since he emerged into the public eyes over a decade ago.

Staying optimistic now with all odds stacked against me wasn't a luxury I could afford. Perhaps I should have accepted hi deal and become less involved in Zion's life. It would be nearly impossible to cope with, but at least I will still get to be with my son once in a while.

“Greg knows a few good lawyers. He could get in contact with them and explain your situation to them. They will know th best way to go about fighting the legal custody.” She said.

I opened my mouth to speak, but snapped it shut when I heard a loud horn coming from outside the house. It was still in the early hours of the morning, so whoever was out there was crazy or wanted to wake everyone up. This neighbourhood was a calm one and so unnecessary noise wasn't something I heard often.

The very moment my phone on the nightstand rang, and I turned my gaze to it, the caller ID was unknown and I ignored it The call ended, and I turned to Diya, but my phone rang again and this time I picked it up.

“Ym at your door, Zera. Come and open it.” Aaron's husky voice ordered over the phone, jumping over every formality that would have led to this point.

My heart doubled in its beat and my weary eyes moved to Diya, who seemed to know what was up. How was I ging to fac him? How was I going to deal with this? Many questions ran through my head and 1 had no answer to them.

I stayed silent, not saying anything. “I know you're there and I know you're home. I'm not leaving here until I see and spe to my son.” with that said, he ended the call.

So he was the one honking the car and trying to wake the entire neighbourhood up.

I slid the phone down my face slowly, and my confused eyes stayed on Diya. “He's outside, and he wants to see Zion I bi my lips to stop them from trembling.

“You cannot meet him like this. You're all shaky and torn. Go to the bathroom and take a bath. Take as long as you like. If he is so ready to see his son, he'll have to wait”

I nodded and got off my bed. “I'l pick your clothes out. The last thing we will give him is the satisfaction that he's got you beat,” she spoke with much optimism.

I ried a smile, which didn't work out. “Thank you.”